A Mountain Speaks, by Albert Ahearn Subscribe to rss feed for Albert Ahearn

I stood atop a mountain high
Surveyed the vastness of the sky
With arms extended outwardly
A moments thought inspirit me.
I pray you mount, I beg bespeak
Please share with me your grand mystique;
Bestow on me the things you know.
An echo thrice said, “No!.. No!.. No!”
Why? I asked, disconcertingly
Meaning is all I seek, only
Please, please impart what I should know.
Again the echo,” No!.. No!.. No!”
Instantly it began to rain
Twas then my quest was all in vain.

Posted: 2012-11-10 01:40:33 UTC

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